The Rebirth of Xue Yang, the Patriarch of Demon Dao—Original Author: Moxiang Tongxiu

Xiao Xingchen roughly understood what Sun Zifeng said, and said, "Since last year, children in Duozi Town have died for no reason. In addition, their sugar figurines specialize in capturing children's souls. Could it be... this Is Ma Zhengyi gathering 99 virgins and [-] virgins in an attempt to cultivate the 'Ni Sheng Fu Shi Pill'?"

Sun Tzufeng said: "Many cultivators spend their entire lives, and the purpose of practicing hard is selfish. They dream of becoming immortals and Buddhas, living forever, and not suffering from the six realms of reincarnation. This Ma Zheng probably wants to learn from Qin Shihuang. Want to take the elixir of life?"

When Ma Zheng saw everyone glaring at him, he couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end. He kept shaking his head, and stammered: "No, I...I didn't..."

He hesitated for a long time, but he didn't say why.

Wei Wuxian: "What? Are you speechless? You don't even bother to defend yourself?"

Ma Zhengyi shook his head, "I didn't...I was..."

Wei Wuxian was extremely impatient: "Don't tell me? It's fine if you acquiesce, then I'll send you on your way now. Don't worry, I will fulfill your wish of immortality. After you die, I will immediately make you mine. Ghost general, become a veritable living dead, immortal, immortal, born and immortal. How about it? Are you happy?"

Ma Zhengyi was terrified, but still kept silent.

"It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he can't." A childish voice said.

Wei Wuxian turned his head to look, and it turned out that it was the little ghost who had resurrected from the corpse, what was his name Luohe: "You said he couldn't?"

Xue Yang: "That's right, he had intercourse with the ghost, became the ghost slave of the ghost, and fell under the ghost pawn's 'silence spell'."

Wei Wuxian looked at Ma Zhengyi, and saw that he was babbling, although he could speak, but every time he said a key word, the corners of his mouth immediately became slanted, his tongue was choked up, and he suddenly realized that he stretched out his hand to look at his head, He thought to himself: "How can I forget this, I let Lan Zhan silence me all day long, and play to my heart's content, is it because I'm numb from playing, that I can forget all this?"

Lan Zhan said from the side: "It is indeed very similar to my Lan family's silence technique."

Wei Wuxian: "It's strange, it turns out that this ghost, like people, likes to play with silence when it's doing those tricks."

Everyone didn't know why, and didn't know what Wei Wuxian meant.

Lan Zhan hurriedly stopped talking: "Don't talk nonsense...is there a way to solve it?"

Wei Wuxian turned to Xue Yang, "Hey, kid, do you know?"

Xue Yang didn't expect that the majestic Yiling Patriarch would also ask him for advice, so he couldn't help but be complacent and said, "That ghost gave him the 'Silencing Technique', it doesn't end there, there must be something that confines the tongue, put it around Suppression, everyone can look for something suspicious in this house."

Wei Wuxian couldn't help being surprised: "Little ghost, you know a lot..."

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the door, and the sound of the wind swept across the quiet room, blowing away the porcelain and jade vases on the table. Bell-like laughter.

Wei Wuxian listened carefully, and couldn't help frowning. The ringtone was very old-fashioned. Although it was clear and sweet, it still couldn't cover up the strange sound mixed in the voice. It was a calling, a seductive sound. He closed his eyes carefully. Listen, walk slowly towards the sound, stand still, and open your eyes: "Golden Palace?"

The sound came from the golden hall on the gold silk round table. The bells hanging on the four corners of the golden hall are exquisite and unique. Upon closer inspection, it is breathtaking.

Wei Wuxian bent down to examine it carefully, only to feel that the golden palace and flying pavilions are flowing with alchemy, the radiance is extraordinary, and the atmosphere is very gorgeous.

Wei Wuxian figured out the key point, turned to Ma Zhengyi and asked, "That female ghost is hiding in here, isn't it?"

Ma Zheng nodded hurriedly.

"Sure enough, it's no wonder that just now when you wanted to talk, the bell was about to ring, but there was no wind in the room. I see that you have so many good things in your room, maybe that female ghost ordered you to make them, right? The purpose is to deceive people, confuse the public, and make it difficult for people to notice the problem of the Golden Temple, right?"

Ma Zhengyi nodded again, and his guess was right.

Wei Wuxian tore off one of the bells, and stuffed it into Ma Zhengyi's mouth, and the wordlessness was undone.

Ma Zhengyi's face was full of joy, and as soon as his mouth was unsealed, his mouth was as sweet as honey: "The ancestor of Yiling really lived up to his reputation, it is really lucky to see his face today."

Wei Wuxian said: "Lucky? I'm afraid it's unlucky, don't you flatter me, once you understand the 'unspoken technique', why don't you explain it to me quickly!"

Ma Zhengyi: "Yes, yes, I said... the truth about Miao Chang'e is indeed as my junior brother said. I really deserve to die. I was fascinated by a female ghost, so I did such a stupid thing .”

Wei WuXian said, "You mean to say that the reason why you did these things was forced by Miao Chang'e's ghost?"

Ma Zhengyi hurriedly said: "Oh, Mr. Wei is really good at predicting things, he guessed right..."

Wei Wuxian said, "Hmph, what do you mean, the 1000 taels of gold was forced on you by that female ghost, and even you pulled out your master's tongue and broke your master's tendons in your hands and feet? Instigated by Miao Chang'e? How dare you talk nonsense!"

Perhaps to deal with the villains, the villains still need their horses. Xue Yang, who was at the side impatiently listening to the horse chattering, grabbed a fruit knife on the table, raised the knife and dropped it. Zhengyi had his nose cut off, and the blood was flowing.

Xue Yang: "To deal with this kind of person, if you don't give him some color, you won't be able to tell the truth!" As he spoke, he pinched Ma Zhengyi's ear and cut it off without blinking. Huh, it's really shocking and shocking.

Although Zhu Mazheng deserved to die, but Xue Yang, a child with a weak appearance, was so ruthless in his attacks, which really made everyone present who were used to big storms feel inconceivable.

Xue Yang picked up the knife and was about to gouge out Ma Zhengyi's eyes again. When the tip of the knife was about to touch someone's eyelids, Ma Zhengyi finally cried out and begged: "I say! I dare not lie anymore, I will If you have anything to say, just ask my little brother to give me a happy death!"